Unknown - Stable girl

She found that the horse come had the texture of raw egg whites, and she loved the way it felt as it slithered down her gullet.

She could feel the horse sperm clustering in a warm ball at the pit of her waiting tummy. It felt nice.

She continued to suck and found that after that first blast she had matters very much in control.

Once the come had cooled enough for her – to savor the flavor, she found she liked the taste tremendously.

She continued to pump as all of the lithe muscles in the steed's body tensed and trembled at the same time.

She thought that his come tasted a little fishy, and there was a bit of the barnyard in the salty stuff.

Yet she thought that the flavor was refreshing, and she sucked it down her throat as if it were an elixir of life.

During the time Tamara had spent in the library reading everything she could get her hands on about sex, she had read that a man's come was almost one-hundred percent protein, and thus very good for a little girl to drink.

She didn't know for sure if the same were true of a male horse's come, but she figured it was.

After all, horses and people were both mammals, and there wasn't that much of a difference in their chemistry.

The come stopped spitting out the hole as the tip of his cock and his haunches stopped pumping together.

The pretty little blonde could tell that the horse's orgasm was over. She imagined that his afterglow filled him with contentment just as her own did, after he licked her to climax.

She pulled her mouth away from the tip of his cock and already she could feel the phallus losing its urgent rigidity.

She could tell that the cock was going to retreat back inside its furry sheath now that his passion was appeased.

She could feel the come that remained on her face and used a long curious tongue to lick her face clean as much as she could.

She could then see that there was some of the white cream on the sides of Golden Flash's deflating cock shaft.

The little girl licked at the shrinking prick as if it were an all-day sucker, and didn't stop licking until the only thing that made the shaft of the dong wet was her own hot saliva, still being over-produced by the gland beneath the virgin's tongue.

When that was through Tamara got herself up on her bands and knees and composed herself for a moment before rising to her feet.

She made the little clucking sound inside her mouth and the horse stood also.

She climbed up on top of Golden Flash, no longer feeling as if they were rider and beast of burden.

She felt as if they had merged, and had become a sexual unit.

She dug into his sides lightly with her heels and he walked slowly. She turned him toward the house where she could still see the living room lights on through the thick trees.

"We had better get you back in your stall before I get out of control and take you on for real," Tamara said, her voice breathless. She knew that she would probably have to masturbate before she could even think about going to sleep that night.

Yet she daren't risk taking that cock inside her. Somehow she knew she could take the whole thing inside, but it was too much of a risk for her to take – at least – until she found out some more on the subject.

She did not make the horse run, and was content to let him walk back toward the house.

Tamara could tell that the horse was in no hurry to return, and it was a beautiful night, so they dawdled together on the return journey, occasionally stopping just so Tamara could lean forward and whisper sweet nothings in Golden Flash's pointy and perked ears.

It never occurred to the little girl that her brother might have returned to the house while she was out sharing orgasms with the golden steed.

When she had stripped off her clothes up in her bedroom and charged into the night without a stitch on, it never crossed her mind that she might get trapped outside the house without anything to put on.

She did think about it as she approached the house however.

Tamara looked at the farm house carefully from her perch.

She looked for signs of life inside and found none.

The lights she had turned off were still off and the lights she had left on were still on.

There was no movement inside any of the windows where there was light.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking erroneously that the coast was clear.

At the front of the stable she hopped off of Golden Flash and walked to his front so she could rub her face and tongue against his nose and mouth.

"Someday, maybe we can be lovers for real," the little girl said.

The sound of her own words made her cunt throb sharply. She couldn't believe that it had only been a matter of hours since she discovered the joys of sexual pleasure.

It seemed like her masturbation session had taken place an eternity before. A life-time had passed.

She knew that she would have to go straight to her room and make herself come again after she put her steed, her lover, in his stall for the night.

Tamara wondered if she would be jealous when the steed was put out to stud with the mares in heat.

She laughed at herself for being so silly, and told herself that she would have to concentrate on keeping both feet on the ground.

She was starting to worry that she was turning into a nymphomaniac. Something in the back of her mind told her that the intensity of her sexual desire was simply not normal for a girl her age.

At that moment Tamara's older brother Larry was sitting at the kitchen table in the dark wondering why he was alone.

The party he had been at had been called short when a bunch of hoods from the next town over had showed up at their clubhouse down the road looking for a fight.

It wasn't like Tamara to be out of the house at night.

She never went out. Larry thought his sister was weird.

It seemed like she was either with her horses or at the library.

She showed little interest in hanging around with kids her own age.

None of this kept Larry Knudson from thinking that his sister was one hot piece of ass.

On more than one occasion Larry had said to himself, "If she wasn't my sister I'd…"

Tamara put Golden Flash in his stall and considered getting in the stall to spend the night with him.

After all, she knew, lovers were supposed to sleep together.

But she was afraid that Golden Flash would misunderstand and rekindle his passion. She didn't want him to try and fuck her that night. She didn't feel as if she were being a tease or anything like that. After all, she had made him come. But she still wanted to masturbate inside and maybe watch a little television before she went to sleep for the night.

It was still early, and she decided that she would come out and visit her golden steed a little later on just to say hello.

She locked his stall and padded boldly out of the stable, still completely naked.

Without the slightest thought of discovery she walked up the stairs to the back porch and entered the kitchen.

The second she slammed the screen door behind her she knew that she had made a terrible mistake. Her eyes went wide, so wide that the whites were visible all the way around the baby blue pupils. Her mouth fell open and she could feel her heart leap into her throat.

In a fraction of a second the girl was drenched with sweat.

But it wasn't the hot sweat of exertion, as she had spilled during her orgasms.

This was the icy perspiration of terror, and it had the ugly bitter scent of fear to it.

Tamara could feel two droplets of cold sweat rolling from her arm-pits down her sides, tickling her a little bit.

Her stomach tied itself up into knots and her hands clenched into fists. Tamara could not remember ever being so frightened before in her life.